It is not unusual for your waitress at a restaurant to have blue streaked hair, a dragon tattoo and tongue piercing.

You are awakened in the middle of the night by a moderate earthquake. Your reply: "That ain't even a 5-pointer" and go back to sleep. Hah, yes

You think you are better than the people who live "Over the Hill". It don't matter which side of the hill you are currently residing, you are just better than them, for whatever reason.

You live 10 miles from work. It takes you 60 minutes to get home. Yes, ugh!

Walking out of Jamba Juice, you see that a movie is being shot on-location across the street.

You are not happy, or even slightly exited that there may be a movie star there. You just say, " They f*ckin better not be blocking my parking space."

You have to yell at your bank teller through a 2 inch thick wall of plexi-glass.

That last one goes for your local convenience store man, too.

You go to Las Vegas for a weekend getaway and the whole trip cost you $50.

You personally know at least 5 people with agents.

You personally know at least 3 people who have been in a movie or TV show.

You know what In N Out is and feel bad for all the other states because they don't have any. Poor suckers

You know that not everyone in Beverly Hills is a millionaire. I live 15 minutes away by walking to Beverly Hills. I also know that parking and driving in Beverly Hills is a bitch!

You know who the tinsel underwear dude in Venice Beach is. Haha, yeah. And the woman with gigantic breasts

You've done something on a street corner in an attempt to get money (i.e. sang, tap danced, told jokes).

You've gotten parking tickets from parking in the red zone in front of your house.

You say you live in LA when really you live in a subsection of a subsection of a subsection of southern LA. I live in West Los Angeles

Any major movie star is picking out the best portobello mushrooms next to you at the grocers and you don't notice.

The guy at 8:30 in the morning at Starbucks wearing the baseball cap and sunglasses who looks like George Clooney IS George Clooney.

You really can never be too rich or too thin.

The gym is packed at 3pm...on a workday.

The workday starts at 10am...or whenever you get out of your therapy session.

Any invitation comes with, "Starts at 8pm or as soon as you can get through traffic."

You have never met a waiter that wasn't really an "Actor."

You never go to a coffee house without a copy of a script - any script.

It's sprinkling and there's a report on every news station about "STORM WATCH '99" That pisses me off, I'm born and raised here and other people that live here that go "Oh noes, RAIN!" are really annoying.

You call 911 and they put you on hold.

You have to leave the big company meeting early because Billy Blanks himself is teaching the 4:30 tae-bo class.

The three hour traffic jam you just sat through wasn't caused by a horrific 9 car pile-up, but by everyone slowing to rubberneck at a lost shoe lying on the shoulder. *gigglesnort*

A nurse can look at you in all seriousness and ask, "you don�t drink or smoke, right?"

All the "cool gyms" allow pedestrians on the street a full-view of those working out. Literally, you can�t drive by Wilshire without staring into L.A. Fitness. Perhaps a new form of window shopping? Ugh, I'd never work out in front of a window

The hot seasonal party favor is a candied apple from Neiman's. The apples are called "Skinny Dippers."

The waitress asks if you'd like "carbs" in your meal.

Bars card. For real.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Los Angeles.

You live 10 miles from work. It takes you 60 minutes to get home.It's getting that way here in places. The major routes around Newcastle-Upon-Tyne are a nightmare at peak traffic times (hence I use my flexi hours to start and finish early)..

I only know the one zip code, 310. My uncle lives in Culver City...he has a TINY house not much bigger than mine, and it's worth like $2 million! WTF.The In N Out one applies to any one in CA though...like there is one down the street from me...I don't intend to go there though, well I might get a grilled cheese...I like how they do that...:)HAHA the rain thing is so true...when my ex and I drove down to Disneyland from Oregon, there was some rain at like 6am and everyone was freaking out...we were like, "UM it's SPRINKLING..." hahahahWe have gyms here too with giant windows...it's bizarre...I wouldn't go on those machines...:Phaha this was funny...;)

I live in 310, I'm pretty close to Culver City. I know, it's insane! My house is worth about that too...it's insane -.x

Yeah I know, some of these questions are stupid and kind of make Angelenos seem arrogant and self absorbed :(

Seriously, I grew up here, but it's possibly my love of weather that makes me go 'um, this is not RAIN, this is a drizzle!'My mom, who is from Chicago, is like that...she's like 'oo, look it's pouring!'That isn't pouring, that's a steady rain! Ben laughs at the silly people who cower from the rain drops, for he knows realy rain xDPeople in the plains states also know real rain...we get REAL rain but not often...and our last rainy season sucked!Wow, I babbled :3

Oh that's cool...:) So if the house is left to you when your mom dies (knock on wood, it will be awhile) you could be a millionaire! :)But you Angelenos ARE arrogant and self absorbed! :Phaha I kid.I am only half so I can tease...hehe I know you should be a meteorologist, you love it so much! :)Yes he does know real rain as do I...all us Oregonians know it...;)No worries, babbling is cool

Heheh, some of them are pretty universal (although nobody does that weather thing here... people kind of shrug when it is a thunder storm + downpour, it is like HOURS later that people start worrying about flooding or something) like the traffic, in Northern VA I was chatting with my dad for 35 minutes during rush hour and he says "wow, I've driven a whole... FOUR miles!" :P But they made me laugh. :)